Why [Lyrical Legends Remix]

[SK]

[SK]
SK!
It's dead legend, real live and hot
Yo, why is SK as hard as it gets
Why is Allen going into this battle, when he's already my bitch
And why them otha dudes trying to take on my click
And why they never get it poppin' but they talk to death
Yea, and why they gon give SK life for murder
Turn around only give mexicans eight months for crossing the boarder
Why they sellin' my CD's for under a dime
If it's all love "bitches" why you come wit your nine
Why all them hatin' mc's as soft as cake
Why they knockin' on my walls if they know they wont break
Why you ain't rappin' instead of tryin' to be fly
Why is my game at an all time high
Why SK aint even alive
Why his lyrics kill as soon as they arrive
Why when you rapping you don't give that extra umph or strive
Why don't I got my license yet?
Why can't I drive
Nigga Why

[Chorus: Poison]
All the Poison I'm Givin'
And Dead Legend Aint Livin'
They got me on this site
But why they can't they do it like this
Lyrical Legends up in this game
But they don't want us to get our fame
Why, oh why
Why they got to do us like that

[Hypnotic]
Yo. Why Hypnotic fucc girls in showers
Why did Bush knock down the towers
Why Osama a coward
Why my brother got to take that flight
Why James got to live in Florida, why cant I just see him at night
Why you go against Hypnotic when you know I’ll prevail
Why you rockin that ice when you livin in hell
Why the cops got to search me like I pulled off a crime
And why they find a cat guilty damn near all of the time
Why you niggas on my dick, like you was a fag
Why I cant leave you dead with your toe on a tag
Why my skill gotta be so hard
Even though it’s almost over, Why I cant stop thinking I’m God
Why they make a phone with direct connection
Why they let the Terminator win the election
Come on pay attention
Why the girls suckin my dick, like they was suckin on sweets
And if you say the hottest shit, Why I don’t care the least
Why?

[Chorus: Hypnotic]
All the drank I’m givin
It’s a wonder that im livin
They got me on this site, but why they gotta do me like that
You tried to do it your way
But know we all know that you’re gay
Why, oh why
Why they got to do me like that

[eloquence]
Look at these lines, look at this pen
Why they gotta try to change me to lookin like them
Why they gotta try to make me be crooked like them
Cops gone around that corner and I'm shooken with them
Why my friend move to sac
Why my friend gotta move to DC and barely come back
Why do people think I got drugs in my bag
Why we gotta struggle everyday just cuz we're black
Why I gotta feel like I'm about to be killed
Why I gotta have visions of me on the street with my blood spilled
Why I gotta see my momma sad
Cuz there problems goin on secretly in the fan
Why am I forced to hold my tongue in school
Why do kids wanna run around with guns, thinkin its cool
Why must my pops work so hard and always be gone
Don't even have the time to go play catch with his sons
If God told me today that tomorrow I'd die
The first thing I'd ask him is please God just tell me WHY!

[Chorus: eloquence]
Out of all the things I deal with
It's amazing that Im still here
And I still past on this site
Why they gotta do me like that
And sometimes when Im writting
I wonder where my life went
Oh why
Oh why
Why they gotta do me like that

[Chorus fades out with all their choruses playing at the same time.]